She sniffed in the air and looked around. "Something just doesn't feel right," she said under her breath. "I don't recognize this particular stench, but it's a stench, nonetheless. Be on guard. It must be nearby."
"What's nearby," Johnny asked.
"A stronghold."
"A stronghold? How can you recognize a stronghold, by its smell?"
"Yes, at first something doesn't smell right. It pollutes the atmosphere." Lenore stopped and lifted the brim of her hat. "You will know it when you see it, Johnny. A stronghold is pretty easy to spot if one only cares to look."